Thursday, February 7

Tuesday, February 5

It is indeed odd, that custom in India. You cleanse yourself once a year in one of the bigger rivers with the hope that all your sins and wrongdoings are washed away and land thereafter downstream. The problem is, even though it might be a fine idea to have such a custom, the shit is so dense in these waters that it clings onto you. So instead of "cleansing" yourself you end up dirtier than before - and maybe also with a waterborne disease.
In the western hemispheres you would call this practice going to the "booth" - in particular the Catholic church. You go to the "booth" and all your sins are forgiven, at least until next Sunday, when the priest fondles your dick again before listening to your sigh.
Yes, I am afraid of the future of man - or - womankind as long as there are practices alive denouncing human liberty and equality, and continue with some kind of witch-hunt of the sinner, a dogma deep embedded in the morality of our societies and particular in organized religions.
Of course the pollution of the rivers in India will flow down stream. But it is not until the moment that the shit lands in your lap that we can await further success. Then there will be no booth to forgive, nor a river to wash away your wrongdoings.
I am very afraid that people do not wake up until "the shit hits the fan" - but since I am cynical-optimistic, I think that is exactly what will happen. I stand in awe and wait.

Saturday, February 2

So I was in town again this afternoon to eat a bite. But all the kitchens except for MacDonald's were closed. That is Neuchatel (that Kanton) for you. So in my frustration I bought a small primrose-flower with a matching flowerpot.

Now this is really embarrassing. I smoked a cigarette at the train station and walked up and down and looked into the windows of the waiting train. And then I found her. I opened the door and put the still wrapped flowerpot on her little table and said, this one is for you - and I disappeared. Before I left the train at my station I went back to her. Poor thing had scars in her face, and I did not ask why. But at this point I knew I did the right thing. I told her to water this plant daily and also radiate a bit of sympathy towards it - I said, this helps with all kind of things in life, not only plants, shook her hand and left. Isn't that pathetic or melodramatic? But hey, it was priceless to see that smile on her face. Maybe I should do this every weekend to some kind of random person. I would actually be totally curious to see how men would react.

PS. big trees still grow in New Zealand - there where the Brits did not managed to cut them all down making space for the meadows to their bloody grazing cheeps. What useful things did the Brits give us anyway besides being a lousy colonial power? Chutney, Cheddar and Whisky, ah, and the Scottish are better with that stuff anyway, never converted to Brittendom anyway...
So there is very little left. Oh I forgot, they gave us Adam Smith, the philosopher of modern darwinistic capitalism. Maybe they outtricked the Spanish Armada once, but that was a very long time ago. Ah yes, they also brought us tea and spices from India, but also that was a long time ago and Ghandi with his method put a definite end to this relationship of robbery, colonialism and slavery. There is really not much left, is there. Even Rolce Royce and Bentley are not in British hands anymore. Wow, you could almost have pity with them.

I haven't posted anything for a long while - and nothing really substantial in the recent past except for the human shit and tragedies you know all about already. My mind has kind of come to a standstill with human stupidity. There is so much nonsense and pain human mammals inflict onto each other, it is almost unbelievable if it wasn't for real. I come to believe that humans are the most stupid creatures on this earth/globe. I mean look at it, they kill for religious beliefs, money, survival and social status. It is absolutely ridicules. No squirrel in the woods or a cow on the meadow would act like that.
Do you get my point - we are the stupidest animal on this earth because we haven't learned to use our freedom to become a spiritual being which traverses unprotected and naked towards unity of being - freedom is the idiom of new consciousness here... but we are to lame to catch it.
So no, instead we act like stubborn beasts -- an just let it all slide by.

The 60's pop-group with the singer Jim Morrison (who actually was more a poet than a singer) - well, they put it this way: You are all in a ship of fools. I kind of subscribe to that image. Though truthfully - I jumped ship.

This post is mostly for Nova because she called me elusive and I could not let that sit on my non hairy chest.

be good, be strong and miraculously wise and intuitive - Lukas

P.S. Sorry that I can not produce gibberish nonsense for you all anymore

PPS. This was Christo's thing in Central Park NY

PPPPPPS - I do take seldom photographs these days - I mostly paint and I start an Art-therapy training - that will be interesting. We will see how long I can stand to shut my mouth. But I need the paper - so I better shut up for real and wear a wet towel around my head and take notes with my eight dollar newly acquainted real ink fountain pen.
Don't you love it when it just glides and you do not have to type? Maybe I am old fashioned.